I used to think that the day would never come
I'd see the light in the shade of the morning sun

She had intended on running after the butterflies and catching them with her paws. But after the constant spellcasts and the hallucinations, she found her body almost unresponsive. She was surprised when she took a few steps forward and straight up collapsed. She hadn't realized how fucking tired she was.

Groaning, she got to her hands and knees and turned, crawling back to her bag and wrapping herself around it, curled against the trunk of a tree, and feel right asleep, then and there.

*exit

That my life would depend on the evening moon
That the night would never comе